…ph’nglui mglw’nafh Q’thulu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn… 

It’s from the darkest shadows of the ocean that the great Q’Thulu rose. A nauseating stench anticipates the heavy advance of the tantacular father, all around an eerie hush.. only madness and terror in the eyes of the fools who dare to behold such defile.